


Best Friends

by Poekiepoes



Series: Short Stories (Warriors) [1]
Category: Warriors - Erin Hunter
Genre: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Best Friends, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Character Death, Developing Friendships, Fluff and Angst, Friends to Enemies, M/M, Misunderstandings, Unhappy Ending
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2020-03-18
Updated: 2020-03-18
Packaged: 2021-03-01 02:29:14
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,249
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23197855
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Poekiepoes/pseuds/Poekiepoes
Summary: Just because they were from other Clans doesn't mean they can't be friends, right? It's not against the Warrior Code.
Relationships: Firestar/Onewhisker (Warriors)
Series: Short Stories (Warriors) [1]
Series URL: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1667824
Comments: 2
Kudos: 21





	Best Friends

**Author's Note:**

> I don't own Warriors or its characters, Erin Hunter does.  
> So this is a short story, still longer than "Just a Lie", which has three chapters right now. I hope you enjoy!  
> This fic ignores Firestar/Sandstorm and Onestar/Whitetail. Their kits aren't born so they don't exist. Several important things from the books are mentioned.  
> Here's a list of changes:  
> -Cinderpelt survives the badger attack.  
> -Leafpool, Squirrelflight, Jayfeather, Lionblaze, Hollyleaf and Heathertail don't exist.  
> -Power of Three prophecy doesn't exist.  
> That's it I think.
> 
> Btw, there are a lot of timeskips. This story starts in Fire and Ice and ends in Eclipse. Timeskips are written as dots/...
> 
> Enjoy!

“So, who are you?” The light brown tabby, Onewhisker, asked Fireheart. “My name is Fireheart, I'm from ThunderClan.” 

Fireheart and his clanmate and best friend Graystripe had been sent by their leader Bluestar to find WindClan and bring them back to their territory on the moor. Brokenstar, former leader of ShadowClan, had chased the WindClan cats away and occupied the moor, but with the help of Yellowfang and several ThunderClan warriors (and some not-yet-warriors), ShadowClan was able to overthrow their tyrannical leader and cast him out. Brokenstar was still alive and had some followers, but Fireheart didn’t expect to see him anytime soon, he had lost his power and had little chance to take ShadowClan back or take his revenge. They wouldn’t have to worry. After Brokenstar was chased away, Bluestar made Fireheart and Graystripe warriors and shortly after thst, they got their first warrior mission: to find WindClan and bring them back to their territory. The journey had been hard, but after several days of searching, they had found Tallstar and his Clan. Fireheart met the young WindClan warrior Onewhisker there. 

“I can smell that, Fireheart. You indeed stink like them.” Fireheart understood this as a joke and laughed, and gave Onewhisker one of his own, “Says you! Have you even smelled yourself?” Onewhisker joined Fireheart’s laughter.

Later, Fireheart and Graystripe had convinced Tallstar to join them on their journey back to the Clan Territories. ‘It is going to be a long trip, might as well get closer to our companions.’ Fireheart told himself and walked next to Onewhisker, they chatted, or more like discussed, about which Clan was better, but it never got hostile, they always stayed friendly. They smiled and joked all the way to Barley’s Barn. That’s where they found out Ravenpaw had made it to Barley safely and was now living with him. Ravenpaw and Barley happily invited the travellers into their home for a little rest. Onewhisker and Fireheart never left each other’s sides. They sat down in the hay.

“Alright, I'm gonna get us a couple of mice,” Onewhisker said as he stood up and left. Fireheart immediately noticed Graystripe walking towards him, a not-so-happy expression on his face. “What is it Graystripe?” Fireheart asked his friend. Graystripe rolled his eyes, “I'm surprised you know who I am anymore, since you got yourself a new best friend.” Fireheart stood up, trying to convince his best friend that he was overreacting, “Graystripe, don’t be like that! You're always going to be my best friend, nothing will ever change that, do you understand?” At this point, Fireheart started to become defensive, “Just because he’s from another Clan, doesn’t mean we can’t be friends! You don’t get to say who I can and can’t be friends with!” Graystripe bowed his head in defeat and sighed, “You don’t understand, Fireheart. It’s not that he’s from another Clan.” Fireheart digged his claws into the dirt, snarling to the gray tom, “Then what is it, Graystripe? What now, are you jealous?” “No, Fireheart.” Said cat raised his eyebrow. Graystripe sighed again, “Maybe a little. It’s just that way you look at him, you never look that way at me.” Fireheart just looked at Graystripe, ‘So he was jealous.’ Fireheart stepped closer to Graystripe, “Graystripe, it’s temporary. He’s not my best friend, okay? That’s you.” Nothing changed in Graystripe’s expression, “You look at him like you're in love with him, Fireheart.” Fireheart took a step back, feeling extremely embarrassed and he immediately defended himself, “No! What are you even thinking? Two guys cannot fall in love! That’s stupid, he’s just a friend, Graystripe, what were you thinking?!” Graystripe took a step back, “Okay, okay, no need to get all defensive-" Fireheart cut him off, “I'm NOT being defensive!” Graystripe continued, “You do know some cats like others of the opposite gender, right? It’s totally cool.”  
“Not me, Graystripe, stop being a mousebrain.”

…

Fireheart was excited to go the Gathering and had told his new apprentice Cinderpaw everything about it. Graystripe, unfortunately wasn’t selected, and neither was his apprentice Brackenpaw, Cinderpaw’s brother. Cinderpaw had made it very clear to Brackenpaw that she was obviously the better apprentice of the two, since she was going and he wasn't.

When they arrived, Fireheart noticed Tallstar already on the Great Rock, meaning WindClan is already there. Fireheart looked around and eventually saw Onewhisker’s light brown striped tail waving at him from a distance. There were a few WindClan cats around him. Fireheart walked up to him and greeted the other cats. Cinderpaw followed her mentor. “Hello, Fireheart!” Onewhisker exclaimed with a smile, Fireheart answered his enthusiasm with one of his own, “You too, Onewhisker,” He turned to Cinderpaw, “I have an apprentice now, this is Cinderpaw! Cinderpaw, this is my friend Onewhisker, he’s from WindClan.” Cinderpaw smiled and twitched her tail in excitement, “I know, he smells like the border with WindClan, nice to meet you!” They talked all night, of course stopping for a couple of moments to listen to the leaders, but never leaving each other’s sides.

…

‘This was wrong.’ Fireheart knew that and he was sure Onewhisker did too. They did not mean to meet like this. They just happened to be on two borderpatrols and those two patrols just had to meet in hostile circumstances. ‘Why?’ Friends weren’t supposed to stand against each other in a battle. Fireheart was already in a bad mood because he had lost his apprentice to a monster, yes, she was still alive, but she would never be able to become a warrior, Yellowfang had become her new mentor. He had practically taken over Brackenpaw’s training, Graystripe had started disappearing to StarClan knows where, and was hardly present at any of their training sessions. He kept telling everyone he was sick, but sick cats don’t sneak out of camp all the time, Fireheart wasn’t buying it. 

Fireheart didn’t want to fight, couldn’t they just talk it out? They obviously couldn't, because Tornear accidently crossed the border. Fireheart saw the same doubt he felt in Onewhisker’s yellow eyes, those friendly eyes. He didn’t want to fight his friend.  
Because warriors weren’t exactly known for their peaceful solutions, the two patrols attacked each other. Fireheart tried to avoid Onewhisker, but WindClan was outnumbered and they met in battle soon enough. Onewhisker showed a glimpse of hesitation in his face but pushed it away and jumped towards Fireheart. Fireheart dodged and clawed at Onewhisker’s sides to chase him away and avoid having to actually hurt his friend. Whitestorm spotted this and yelled at Fireheart to keep his head in the battle. Fireheart clawed at Onewhisker’s forepaws, which said tabby dodged by jumping away and attacking Fireheart from the back. Fireheart was surprised, and a little impressed, by Onewhisker’s quick moves and was pinned against the dirt. Fireheart immediately kicked Onewhisker’s hind legs to keep him off balance and took advantage of the situation by pushing Onewhisker towards the ground himself. Fireheart was stronger. He managed to keep Onewhisker down by biting his paw, his friend’s blood dripped onto the dirt and Onewhisker had a pained expression on his face, Fireheart felt bad for hurting him. The Warrior Code warned them for this,  
“You may be friends with cats from other Clans, but don’t forget you might once meet them in battle.”  
Fireheart looked into Onewhisker’s eyes, forest green meeting sunny yellow, and he saw fear. Onewhisker was afraid of him. His friend was afraid of him. ‘What have I done?’ And before he knew it, he let Onewhisker go. The tabby ran off with his tail between his legs. The other WindClan warriors followed. ‘Fortunately Whitestorm didn’t see that.’ Fireheart said to himself.

…

Fireheart was pissed. He couldn’t believe it. How could Graystripe be in love with a cat from another Clan? The daughter of Crookedstar, RiverClan’s leader, nonetheless. How could his best friend betray the Warrior Code like that? Fireheart had already confronted Graystripe about it but he claimed it was ‘true love' and that they were ‘meant to be’. Everything made sense now, Graystripe missing training sessions with Brackenpaw, his lame excuses for sneaking out the camp. Silverstream was the cat’s name, she was an independent, brave, young she-cat with a silver, striped pelt and blue eyes, and she had saved Graystripe from drowning in the river after he had fallen through the ice in Leaf-Bare, Silverstream had introduced herself with sass. They had been meeting frequently after that incident and had eventually confessed their love for each other. Graystripe had abandoned his best friend for a she-cat from another Clan. It’s outrageous. 

And Bluestar telling him she only had two lives left, which is now just one, because she caught greencough shortly after. She hadn’t told anyone, Fireheart had promised to keep her secret. But that wasn’t the only secret Bluestar kept from her Clan, Fireheart found out she had kits with the former RiverClan deputy Oakheart, and these kits were raised in RiverClan as Stonefur and Mistyfoot. Fireheart kept this secret too.

Fireheart was walking alone through ThunderClan’s territory that night. He wasn’t doing anything particular, he was just trying to clear his head. Suddenly he heard a twig snap, and he turned around, seeing a cat’s glowing eyes in the shade of the bushes. Fireheart turned around and asked who he was, on which the cat answered, “Fireheart, it’s me, Onewhisker.” Fireheart relaxed upon hearing Onewhisker’s voice, but then he realized, “What are you doing on ThunderClan territory?” He asked the WindClan warrior, Onewhisker walked out of the bush, closer to Fireheart and said, “I wanted to talk to you about what happened, I mean, I saw you from the border and I smelled no other cats, so I thought… I thought I could come, just to talk, I didn’t hunt, I swear.” Fireheart relaxed again and reassured Onewhisker, “I know you didn’t. Let’s talk then, but not here.” Fireheart turned to the huge oaks emerging from the shorter trees in the distance, “Fourtrees, no one will be there, and it’s very close by.” Onewhisker nodded, “Lead the way.” Fireheart turned to him again as they started walking,  
“Look, sorry about attacking you, Onewhisker. I didn’t-"  
“It’s nothing, Fireheart, forget about it.”  
“Good, after that battle, I thought I had lost our friendship.” Fireheart looked into Onewhisker’s eyes carefully, “We are still friends, right?”  
“Of course you mousebrain! I wouldn’t let a fight come between me and my favourite piece of foxdung.”  
“Hey! Who are you calling foxdung now!”

A couple of moments later, and a couple of careful checks to see if they were truly alone, they sat down beside one of the four huge oaks. Fireheart made himself comfortable and turned to Onewhisker again, “So… you want to talk about the battle, right? Have I already told you how sorry I am for hurting you?” Onewhisker smiled, “Yes, three times already, I told you: it’s nothing, we were defending our territories, it’s part of being a warrior.” Onewhisker paused for a second before continuing, “Although… I was a little scared at one point that you were going to kill me,” he added laughing, Fireheart laughed too, “I could never do that to you and I never will, promise.” Onewhisker looked at him playfully, “But what if your grumpy deputy tells you to kill me? Surely you must obey the Clan deputy!” Fireheart gave him a sassy smirk, “Well, Tigerclaw can go suck rocks.” They both laughed. After a few minutes of making jokes about their grumpy Clanmates, Onewhisker turned serious, “What were you doing out here all alone anyway, Fireheart?” Fireheart looked at him, disappointed, “Did you have to ruin the momemt, Onewhisker?” Onewhisker just looked at him, “Seriously, what were you doing? You didn’t look too happy, did your deputy throw mousebile in your meal?” Fireheart dropped the act and sighed, “I found out my best friend is in a relationship with a she-cat from another Clan. Onewhisker’s mouth dropped, “Wow… well first, that’s not what I expected at all, and second, I thought that I was your best friend!” While saying the last part, Onewhisker sounded kind of offended, but he had a comforting smile on his face. It made Fireheart smile himself, “Yeah, you piece of foxdung.” They laughed again. “It’s just… I feel betrayed, Graystripe kept this from me.” Onewhisker put his paw on Fireheart’s in a comforting manner and said,  
“If he truly was your best friend, he wouldn’t have kept that from you, but hey, you always have me! We could hang out and complain about our terrible Clanmates together!”  
“That sounds fun!”

…

“Hey there you piece of foxdung!” Fireheart called out to the tabby that was waiting for him at Fourtrees. Onewhisker turned around and Fireheart looked at him, they both had a playful smile on their face. “You are way too early!” “Well, I couldn’t wait to see that stupid face of yours!” They laughed as Fireheart joined him, this would be their tenth meeting, or something, Fireheart kind of lost count. Onewhisker was the first one to talk, “You look tired.” Fireheart sighed, “Yes, I'm deputy now.” “Oh really? That’s great! What happened to Tigerclaw?” “He was exiled, he tried to kill Bluestar.” Onewhisker raised his head, “I knew that bastard was up to something! Fortunately he failed.” Fireheart had told Onewhisker all of the secrets that bothered him, and the brown tabby had done the same. Onewhisker knew that Tigerclaw killed Redtail and all of the dark brown tabby’s other actions to gain power. Graystripe and Fireheart had grown apart since Graystripe joined RiverClan to take care of his newborn kits, Featherkit and Stormkit, after Silverstream had died giving birth to them, Cinderpaw, now a medicine cat apprentice, was there but she couldn’t fo much. Crookedstar had accepted Graystripe’s offer to join them and Fireheart hadn’t heard from the long-haired gray tom since, he wasn’t sure he even wanted to.

…

Moons passed, and Onewhisker and Fireheart hadn’t seen each other in a while. Tigerclaw was now Tigerstar after he somehow took control over ShadowClan, and the cats of ThunderClan were waiting for the former deputy to take his revenge on the Clan that exiled him. And he did, by leading a dog pack into their territory, said beasts killed Swiftpaw and crippled Brightpaw, two of ThunderClan’s apprentices, and they were not finished there, Brindleface was killed too, by Tigerstar and fed to the dogs like she was a piece of prey and that’s where Fireheart had come up with a plan to get rid of the dogs. The plan almost failed because of Tigerstar, but Bluestar sacrificed herself to kill the pack’s leader, throwing herself in the gorge, where she drowned. Fireheart became Firestar and soon enough, Tigerstar came with another plan to destroy ThunderClan, this time with a bunch of rogues that called themselves BloodClan. The plan backfired horribly and Tigerstar lost all of his nine lives by challenging BloodClan’s leader Scourge. Scourge was a similar cat to Tigerstar, he wanted to rule the Woods. In a fierce battle, where ThunderClan’s new deputy, Whitestorm, was killed and Firestarr appointed Graystripe as the new one. Graystripe had rejoined ThunderClan a few moons before that. Firestar locked eyes with Onewhisker that day.

…

It had been years when Firestar saw Onewhisker again. It was just before the journey out of the Woods. Twolegs had come and started to destroy the Clan’s home. StarClan selected four cats to go on a quest, they met a talking badger named Midnight and were given the advice to leave their home as soon as possible. These four cats were Feathertail from RiverClan, GraystStar’s now adult daughter, Crowpaw from WindClan, and the two young warriors from ShadowClan and ThunderClan, Brambleclaw and Tawnypelt. They were Tigerstar’s kits, but they proved that they weren’t like their father at all. Brambleclaw had been Firestar’s apprentice. It took a lot of negotiations, but they eventually convinced all four leaders to join them on their journey out of the Woods. 

They had been travelling for days when they saw the Lake. They knew that would be their next home and had sent several warriors to scout the territory before they moved in. They were resting on the hills that looked over the Lake. Tallstar was having a tough time keeping up with the other cats and looked exhausted when they finally arrived, so Firestar thought it would be smart to check on him after organizing his Clan. Tallstar was lying in a nest under a bush, Onewhisker was with him. Firestar joined them, Tallstar looked very bad. “Tallstar?” When he didn’t answer because he was most likely sleeping, Firestar turned to the light brown tabby that was sitting beside him, “Is Tallstar okay?” Onewhisker sighed, “I don’t know.” Firestar looked at the old WindClan leader again, his breaths were barely visible. “I don’t think he is going to make it, Firestar. Birchface was here just now and ssai-" Firestar came closer to him, “It’s going to be okay, Onewhisker.” Onewhisker shaked his head, “No, Tallstar is going to die. It’s not okay!” The two toms heard a soft groan and turned to the source of the sound, Tallstar. The black and white tom opened his eyes and looked at the two cats sitting beside him, with a gruff voice he spoke,  
“Firestar, Onewhisker… I need you to… to listen to me...” he let out a weak cough, Onewhisker comforted him,  
“Save your strength, Tallstar, just rest.” Tallstar didn't, he kept talking,  
“We all know I won’t live much longer… just listen please…” Firestar and Onewhisker looked at each other and nodded,  
“We're listening.” Tallstar continued,  
“Good… Onewhisker… I want… I need you to become WindClan’s next leader…” Onewhisker looked at him with a shocked expression, trying to ask questions but Tallstar gave him no time,  
“Mudclaw will not like this… but it’s the best for both our Clans… I know you will be able to keep the peace, Onewhisker... I am not willing to sacrifice the friendship between our Clans, do you understand?” Onewhisker, still speechless from surprise, nodded.  
“You two have a unique bond… Please use it to make our Clans better…” Onewhisker bowed his head to touch Tallstar’s head with his nose, “I promise, Tallstar.” Firestar stepped foreward to join Onewhisker’s side, “We promise.”

Tallstar joined StarClan only moments after that. Onewhisker was still too shaken up about it all, so Firestar was the one to tell the Clans. There were tears and respectful words for the passed WindClan leader. Onewhisker walked up to Firestar, “Why didn’t you tell them about… me being the next leader?” Firestar came closer, “I think that should be you, Onewhisker.” Onewhisker’s eyes filled with tears and he crawled into a ball, Firestar lay down beside him and touched his shoulder with his tail, “What’s wrong?” He knew what was wrong, he had felt it too when Bluestar died, the guilt and grief of losing his leader and friend, and the sudden responsibilityto lead the Clan at the same time. Cats expected things from them, and Onewhisker knew nothing about being a leader. “It’s just too much, I haven’t even been deputy yet, I can’t lead a Clan! I'm not Tallstar, and I'm not you!” Firestar put his paw on Onewhisker’s to comfort him, “No you're not, but do you think Tallstar immediately knew how to do things perfectly? I know I didn't. What you're feeling is completely normal. You know I'm here for you right?” Onewhisker looked up to look into Firestar’s green eyes and felt the urge to come even closer to the ginger tom than he already was, and Firestar did the same, their noses were about to touch when they heard a cat running towards them, it was Birchface, WindClan’s medicine cat, who snapped them out of their trance. Firestar was disappointed they didn’t have more alone time.

…

Tallstar’s prediction was correct, Mudclaw refused to accept Onewhisker as WindClan’s new leader, since he was the rightful deputy. Several cats agreed. The disagreement turned into a fight and the fight turned into a battle. In the battle between Mudclaw and Onewhisker, StarClan had sent a lightning bolt to strike a tree, which dropped onto Mudclaw, who was killed immediately. Every cat of WindClan recognized a sign of StarClan and accepted Onewhisker as their new leader. Firestar stood by his friend the entire time.

…

Onewhisker received his nine lives and new name, Onestar. With Firestar’s help, he was able to learn pretty quickly how to be a decent leader. The two leaders sat next to each other every Gathering and stayed friends, when ThunderClan needed help, Onestar would help and when WindClan was in trouble, Firestar would assist.

…

“Those filthy rabbiteaters crossed the border again, Firestar! We can’t let this happen again! They are calling us out! We need to teach them a lesson!” Firestar listened to Dustpelt, whose patrol had a disagreement with a WindClan patrol that was spotted on ThunderClan territory. “This must a misunderstanding, Dustpelt. Onestar wouldn’t just send his warriors into our territory without reason. I will talk to him.” Dustpelt was sceptical but trusted his leader. Firestar left for WindClan’s camp with some warriors and Cinderpelt, the medicine cat, as sign of peace. They ran into a patrol and were escorted to Onestar, he was sitting in the clearing organizing hunting patrols. “Isn’t that the deputy’s task, Onestar?” Firestar asked, Onestar looked into his direction and noticed the ThunderClan cats, he whispered something Firestar couldn’t hear to a warrior, who nodded and left the camp, and Onestar walked towards his friend, he looked serious.  
“What are you doing here, Firestar? Do you have a reason other than telling me how to lead my Clan?” his voice sounded menacing, but Firestar was not intimidated,  
“No, Onestar. I'm here because my warriors have spotted WindClan warriors on our side of the border, do you care to explain?” Onestar didn’t look surprised at all,  
‘Please tell me it wasn’t on his order.’ Onestar stepped closer, “Prey is not running well in our territory…”  
‘Oh StarClan here it comes,’  
“… so we need more territory, you look well fed, so what are a few mice less to your Clan?” Firestar began to get angry, but tried to stay friendly and calm,  
“Perhaps ask us first instead of violating our border? If you have problems, you know I would help you, we're friends after all.” Onestar scoffed,  
“No we're not.” Firestar’s expression changed to shock as Onestar continued,  
“Cats from different Clans cannot be friends, Firestar. I am not willing to sacrifice the wellbeing of my Clan for you.” Firestar stepped foreward as well,  
“That doesn’t mean you can break the Warrior Code, Onestar. Stay out of our territory or we will remove you from it.” Firestar signaled to his warriors to leave and turned around, he briefly saw Cinderpelt and Birchface exchange looks, but ignored it. He didn’t want to stay here any longer, what happened to Onestar?

…

The two leaders started to grow even further apart when their Clans did, they were rivals now, and Onestar didn’t show any sign of regret in his decisions. Firestar didn’t want to fight his best friend, they promised that they were never going to hurt each other again after Firestar bit Onestar’s paw all those years ago. To Firestar it was like yesterday, when he and Onestar met each other at Fourtrees, to Onestar, it seemed to never have existed. Firestar cried silently that night.

…

Then Sol came, a huge long-haired tortoiseshell tom that told Firestar that the sun would disappear that day. Firestar thought he was crazy and ignored his warnings. Onestar started a war with Firestar over nothing. WindClan somehow convinced RiverClan to fight with them, so Firestar sent a call for help to Blackstar, who after a lot of negotiating, joined ThunderClan in the battle. Many warriors had never seen a battle like this one before, cats who were once friends fought each other to the death and some cats were so focused on the fight that they accidently hurt their Clanmates.  
Firestar fought a white WindClan she-cat and managed to keep her to the ground, her ear was torn and she had a nasty bite wound in her shoulder, just as Firestar was going to let her run away, he was knocked off his paws by another cat jumping into his side, the cat pushed Firestar to the ground and growled, Firestar tried to get away, but the cat was strong. When the cat spoke, Firestar knew immediately who it was,  
“Stay down, Firestar, it will hurt less that way.”  
It was Onestar, but not his Onestar, his Onestar was sweet and kind, this cat was ruthless.  
“Onestar-" Firestar was cut off by one of Onestar’s claws on his throat, Firestar didn’t resist, he didn’t want to fight his former best friend.  
He wouldn’t kill Firestar, right?  
He would.  
And he was going to.  
But then the sun disappeared, just like Sol said it would.  
Onestar panicked and ran away with his Clan.  
The battle was over.

Cats were panicking and screaming all around Firestar, but he couldn’t hear any of it. Sol’s prophecy was true, Firestar realized. But on more levels than one, yes, the sun disappeared, but so did Firestar’s sun. He lost his best friend. He lost his own sun.

Maybe Graystripe was right all those years ago…

**Author's Note:**

> Poor Firestar...  
> I hope you enjoyed! I wrote the biggest part of this story yesterday, but I was tired and didn't want to finish it at 1 am, so I went to sleep and finished it the next morning.
> 
> ~Poekiepoes


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